Multiple times in the last two months I've thought about going to Sri Lanka, just to get a few minutes with the last living author that heavily influenced my early youth. I waffled. Delayed. Felt like, no, knew I'd be imposing. And now I'm never going to have a chance to talk to him about what he thought of NEOs. Damn it.

Thanks for your optimism all these years, Arthur. I had great difficulty with your retreat into mysticism at the end of most of your books - but found your faith in a positive ending for humanity uplifting when I needed it the most.

I hope that you, and Isaac, and Robert, all enjoy getting together again and chewing the fat. I hope you run into Bucky, and Kornbluth, and C S lewis, and Gernsback, and Campbell, etc...